His magnificent musculature,
combined with persistent, painful practice,
evolves into an effortless excellence.
Jumps performed with joy.
Leaps lifted out of an inner laughter.
Rhythmic revolutions revealed.
Stories told through his body and music;
symbolic, somber, sexy and sassy.
Magic created from motion.
Trapezius and biceps
blending and beautifully bending
into a fluid fluttering flight.
Colorful costumes cohere
with a contemporary and creative choreography.
The mahogany planes of his fearless face illuminated.
The stage is his centering universe.
Fluid precision felt from fingers to feet.
His dance enthralls, entrances, elevates.
The audience enters into a mesmerized mysticism
of music and movement.
Suddenly he stops.
Silent in stillness.
his energy reverently reverberates.
As I sit in the tall grass
I feel the warm wind blow through my hair
While the flowers sway in the wind
And the butterflies dance to each flower
The sun’s light shines on the creation
And its warmth fills the air
I listen to the birds sing their songs
And the brook nearby
As the forest trees shake their branches
The clouds move slowly
They cover the sky when they please
Making different shapes
Now the crickets start to chirp
And the sun is about to set
The coolness surrounds me
As the moon starts to glow
The day is done
With the peace still present